In Her Room: Valerie Chua



Lovely Taupe Dress and tights all from Wholesale-dress.net
Cardigan and light gray dress: Valerie's own


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IN HER ROOM is my little project on this blog where I will feature some of my favorite girl artists in their personal spaces. I've always been fascinated by artists' rooms for they seem more "human" when I'm able to take a peek of their rooms- even just in pictures. Plus, I'm perpetually inspired by a myriad of blogs like The Selby and Kinfolk blog that I decided I should make my own little version of theirs.

Started it with my utmost favorite Filipino girl illustrators, Valerie Chua. I don't think this multi-talented artist needs any more introduction :)

Stars


Gosh, I love that book.


p.s The exhibition Im a part of is less than a week away! Im excited and nervous at the same time.

Southern Stories


In collaboration with Heima, Charles Buenconsejo and Aleyn Comprendio's two-man show entitled, "Sea Sun and Sky" and We'd Seen Each Other In A Dream", is an exhibit of analogue and film photography. The photographs revolve around their childhood, nostalgia, nature, honesty, and stories from the south.
Southern Stories is the combined title of the two exhibits, much like a book with two sides with varying points of view. This exhibit also defines some of themes of the current summer season for Heima.


 

Filmed by Bong Rojales using a Lomokino and Lucky Negatives.

Edited by Aleyn Comprendio (1000 plus pictures cropped by yours truly :)

Produced by Heima with Aleyn Comprendio and Charles Buenconsejo

Music : No Way Jose by Tarsius featuring Outerhope (Eggboy cover). To be released on vinyl via Primate, the deput LP by Tarsius under Number Line Records


If you're in Manila, please, please drop by Heima Makati on the 28th of April. I'll be putting up all new works for all of you to see. I'm so excited! I hope to see you all there!

Love Always,
A.

We Got to Get Away


Last April 6 and 7, me and my dearest friends over at Fuel.ph went on this somewhat spontaneous trip at Sandbar, Concepcion, Iloilo, a mere 2 1/2 hours by car and 20 minutes by boat from the quaint little city of Iloilo (my home). To be honest, I've lived in Iloilo my whole life yet for some strange reason, I never really got upto this area, heck I even only heard about this place 4 years ago! So when Jamie told me they're going camping in this place, knowing that my schedule was free (my supposed trips with other friends got cancelled), I signed up.  And I never regretted a thing! Well, okay maybe the fact that I didn't know how Americans define camping and that I only brought clothes with me, no blanket, pillows, toiletries nor tent! I ended up buying toiletries in the last minute. I was so used to how traveling at work goes that I've forgotten the real thing- which is by far the most fun! 
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The first few pictures were taken around 11 am upon arrival and as you may have noticed, it was insanely hot and blinding. I love how the colors turned out though. 
In early afternoon, after the guys swam and tried out the crystal blue waters, we got bored sitting on the benches that we decided to trek out the whole island. It was a "rocky" journey. We stepped on rocks in all formations and in the highest point that we reached, some of the guys cliff-dived. I chickened out for the 2nd time so I ended up just being the video recorder of their jumps ;/ For the most part, the 2-3 hour journey was lovely as we saw all sorts of sea creatures, noted one being the sea urchins (there's a picture above) and plenty of crabs that Matthew dared us to find for he thought we might not be able to find one haha
Before the end of the trek, I hit my little toe on a pointy rock and was bleeding profusely that I had to take off my cardigan and wipe it with it. Somehow my "fashion over comfort" belief got washed off somewhere off the coast of Aklan.
Sunset came and it was such a glorious site to behold. Although I've seen countless beautiful sunsets, but if it's from your hometown it's still something worth telling. Matthew started off the fire while maybe me, Gina, Jamie and Sarah were either taking pictures, braiding hair or just simply staring at them while preparing food. Our conscience got the better of us and so we decided to help (Jamie, sarah, Gina I am making up stories here I know you guys helped prepared haha).
We were so fortunate to have a full moon that night that it lit us through the whole evening while we enjoyed playing Sardines, Mafia and following little locals finding crabs in holes in the sand and making them fight in a huge aluminum basin. That was their daily evening entertainment and they looked so happy. I wasnt able to take pictures of them as it was too dark and I only got a glimpse of the crab in a picture above, when the flashlight was on.
We ended off the night killing innocent people in a community that has poor judgment skills. I was kidding of course. We were playing Mafia.

Possibly the best and worst part of the day rolled into one was the part were we all slept outside. With 12 of us and one tiny tent, it's fair enough to say that we can't fit and that we all ended up either sleeping on the bamboo benches which are ridiculously a pain, in the hammocks and on the sand! It was cold and windy and we were awoken at 3 in the morning by a local saying there's rain coming. I listened to my instrumental piano music the whole time to keep me sane and the combination of Kevin Kern's music and the sounds of the waves crashing was something I can only imagine in storybooks.
  
As everybody guessed, we all didn't sleep well. Seriously, if anyone could, they've probably been drugged. 
Still, waking up in the morning with the view as lovely as the mountain ranges (pictures above with the tent) and the sound of the waves and the chirps of the birds, while listening to Bon Iver's Towers, made it all seem like we just had some sort of a nightmare or a pleasant dream, however you interpret the sequence of events. 

The rest of the day was spent on endless talking, laying on the sands, swimming, half-body swimming, playing frisbee, and sleeping in the hammocks. I did the latter for most parts of the morning.

While we were on the boat back to civilization, I pointed out that the next adventure lies within the tallest mountain on the last photo.
 Everyone agreed.